The beautiful assistant of billionaire

"Sahara, open the door to me."

In a cramped room, less than five square meters in size, a girl sat huddled up on a sofa. She didn't care at all about the screams and banging on the door outside. Her eyes were as dull as those of a lifeless person staring at the news and the new images that were broadcast today.

Sahara revealed a hot clip.

Sahara and her boyfriend.

Sahara...

Since they released the hot clip, after just one night, the entire career and the reputation that Sahara took so long to build collapsed. The brands that used to contract with her now all run away.

Hot clip? Every time I think of her hot clip being released, Sahara laughs at herself. Laughing at himself for being too stupid to believe in the sweet words of the other Harun, laughing at his weak self being used by him as a stepping stone to advance in his career.

Harun is her boyfriend and fiance; the two met by chance through a movie directed by Amber. He was just a rookie actor. Sahara was already a famous actor in the real world.

As a frontrunner, she is always ready to help new actors discover their potential. Harun is no exception. Whenever he was in trouble or needed help, he always looked at her.

After many contacts, the relationship between the two people became closer. He confided in her about his arduous career path and the poverty situation in his family. Sahara also comes from a poor farming family in the mountains. She understands the difficulties he and his family have to face when deciding to let him go to the city to pursue his career.

As they find common ground, the two become closer and have feelings for each other. But today, Sahara realizes these things are completely made up of her imagination, and he just wants to take advantage of her charm to promote his name.

What difficult circumstances! What an unmarried husband! It was all prearranged by him. Just waiting for her prey would automatically trap her. Regardless of his expectations, Sahara fell into a trap, most painfully.

When she found out he was using his fame, she neither blamed nor resented him. She thought that in the future, when the two got married, it wouldn't matter if those fleeting things were or not. But man's greed is never enough. He uses her money to support another woman. When the truth came out, he threatened and posted a clip of the two online, bluntly destroying her career.

When she fell into a state of panic due to negative comments online, he stole all her savings and ran away with his mistress, leaving her in a mess today.

Thinking of this, a stream of tears rolled down her cheeks. She put her hand on her stomach to feel the encouragement from this little angel.

Right! She had a child with Harun. The pregnancy is over two months old. It came when she was in the most difficult situation. It was like a gift from God to light up her boring life.

Thinking so, Sahara wiped her tears and stood up to open the door. She couldn't stay like this forever. She had to stabilize public opinion and her life so that she could safely welcome the baby.

Lily knocked on the door and got no answer, which made her very impatient. It has been two days since the clip went viral online, and Sahara has locked herself in her house for two days, neither seeing nor talking to anyone.

She was anxious and wanted to quickly solve the problem online, but the influence of the post-image was too great to immediately suppress public opinion. The company will also, because this leads to a lot of losses, temporarily not make any big decisions related to her matter.

Today, when I went to Sahara's house to find her, I heard that Harun had sold it to someone else. Sahara doesn't normally have many friends. If something unhappy happens to her, she will return to the small house her grandmother left behind after her death, sitting there alone in silence. That's why she quickly found it here.

While thinking about it, suddenly the door opened, pulling Lily back to reality. She hurried forward and took her hand, worriedly asking, "Sahara, are you okay?"

Looking at the small girl standing at the door, her heart ached. The girl in front of her eyes is now thin, her clothes ragged, and her face dry of tears. This look is no longer the image of a proud backstage performer standing on stage like before.

"I'm OK." Sahara leaned to the side, not paying attention to her worried expression. "Come in."

Waiting for Lily to sit down on the chair, she poured a glass of water and gave it to her sister: "Drink it."

Holding a cup of water in her hand, but Lily's mind did not put it in it; her eyes were always fixed on Sahara's body, as if she were afraid that if she was just a little distracted, the person in front would disappear without a trace.

As determined before, Sahara knows everything about herself, so the person who ends up being her must be herself. But to solve it, she must first know what state it is in. So she immediately asked:

"How did the company handle it?"

The problem has not been solved yet, so when Sahara asked, her face was not very natural; her eyebrows were furrowed together, and the knuckles of her fingers were white because she had used too much force. It looks like she hesitated to say it again.

No need to say anything; just looking at her expression, Sahara could guess everything. She tried to control the surge in her chest and asked, "Things are still not settling, right?"

These two days, although she watched TV, it was full of tabloid news, and without real audience comments, she couldn't know which direction public opinion was turning right now. One thing Sahara is very sure of is that her case is difficult to solve at all. Because before her, there were many female stars encountered, all of whom put an end to her career.

"I'm sure the company is looking for the best way to stabilize public opinion."

When speaking, Lily's eyes did not dare to look directly into hers. I'm afraid that if I look at it, I cannot control myself but go online and curse at each other with other people. Pausing for a moment as if thinking about something, Lily added, "Return me clean."

As if hearing a hilarious story, Sahara hugged her face and laughed. Her smile was strange; it was no longer the innocent smile before, but it gave the opposite person a chilling feeling about the truth. It's dreary.

A stream of hot tears rolled down her cheeks; her small face was buried in her elbows, and her whole body trembled. Although she tried to calm her mood, when the words left her lips, she still couldn't help choking.

"How will the company whiten me? While it's true!"

Lily is a woman of a typical society; she is talented but very resilient. Seems to be infected with that personality, so the surrounding people are all very strong. This time, seeing her in tears, Lily's hands and feet were frantic. She didn't know what to do.

At the moment of heartbreak, the image suddenly appeared in the male's head, and the female protagonists of the movie Sahara played before. So she immediately followed that action, approached her, and hugged her whole body, softly comforting her mouth.

"It's not your fault; you don't have to cry. As for the rest, let me and the company handle it. I just take care of myself and wait for the results!"

In her heart, Sahara feels very lucky. Fortunately, during her most difficult time, there was still someone by her side, encouraging and comforting her. Not wanting to disappoint her sister and her ideals, she immediately sat up straight and wiped her tears as if the person who cried was not her at all.

Lily's task today is to stabilize Sahara's emotions, so after he calmed down, she had to immediately return to the company to convince the big boss to solve the problem.

Waiting for Lily to leave, Sahara entered the bathroom. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and thought to herself, Sahara, you can get over it! Live well to take care of the baby in the future!

Trying to!

Last night's showers washed away all the dirt and pollution, returning the small village to a fresh appearance. In this rural area, there is no noise and bustle like in the big city. This helps Sahara to relax on the street without fear of being caught by fans or reporters.

The day before, because she came here too quickly, did not have time to bring any belongings, causing her stomach to fall into an empty state for more than a day. Because she was so shocked by everything that was happening, she felt nothing. Now she has calmed down, her stomach can't help but urge. That's why she disguised herself well to go to the supermarket to buy some nutritious food for herself.

Today, the supermarket just imported new goods, so there are still many delicious foods. Sahara was attentively choosing for herself the most delicious apples when suddenly a voice with a little doubt sounded in her ear.

"Are you Sahara?"

This statement is not a question like the usual way people ask each other, but it is exactly the opponent's affirmation.

As soon as the woman finished speaking, her outstretched arm immediately froze, her face instantly turning white. Her whole body couldn't help shaking, her nails were digging into her palms but she didn't feel any pain, her toes were pointed out, just waiting for this person to act strange, and she will immediately escape.

Sahara feels that her situation is ridiculous. If it was the former, she would be happy to go back to autographing that fan. But now people just hate not being able to mock her, where to get a lover again.

Seeing that the person in front remained in the same position, with no intention of answering her, the woman lost her patience and put her hand on her shoulder. Her tone was not very good:

"Hey, how are you doing?"

This push successfully pulled Sahara's wandering spirit back. She didn't turn around her face still down, pretending to choose apples, and forced a smile:

"No, you... you got the wrong person."

Hearing her say that, the woman's slightly annoyed face just now changed. She raised her hand to touch her chin, her eyes darting from the door to the face that was within inches of her face as if contemplating something.

Although she tried not to notice this woman, her blatant eyes made the hairs on Sahara's body stand on end. She felt that if she remained silent, maybe she would just stand here and watch until tomorrow. So she put her hand down to lower the brim of her hat, turned to face her, and asked in a somewhat unnatural tone:

"What do you mean by looking at me like that?"

Seemingly just waiting for her to ask this question, the woman immediately pointed her finger outside, loudly: "If you are not, why are there so many people outside?"

Following the direction of her arm, Sahara turned her head to look over. If you don't look, just look at her whole body as if someone took a stick and hit her. The whole body stiffened, and the mind gradually became heavy. The woman next to her still talked a lot, but she couldn't hear a word, her ears were full of buzzing sounds.

Outside the supermarket's large lobby, a series of men and women, cameras in hand, stared at the door. That look was very calm, it was very similar to the eyes of a hunter watching his prey, not leaving even for a second, as if they were afraid that if they were just a little careless themselves, the fat piece would fly away...

Her previous shrewdness on stage was gone, her thoughts were in turmoil, and a series of questions popped up in her mind: Why is the reporter here? How did they know she was here?... but right now, no one could answer her.

The bag of apples that she had just carefully selected immediately fell to the ground with a shrill sound. Each juicy red apple rolled on the floor as if signaling a future full of difficulties she was forced to overcome.

In Sahara's mind at this moment, there is only one thought that is running! Only when she ran away could she escape the clutches of these people, and only then could she protect herself. So she didn't care anymore, bent her legs, and ran straight to the door, leaving the woman's surprise and the sales attendant's scolding behind.

However, when she ran to the checkout counter, her steps immediately stopped. The lost reason has now returned, it told her that if she ran out now, wouldn't she put herself in the tiger's mouth?

She wandered around looking for an ideal way to go out undetected. Suddenly, her eyes fell on the group of tourists who were packing baskets. Almost immediately, she pulled down the brim of her hat and mask, blending into the flow of people.

This group of people was very large, but all were strangers, even if Sahara mixed in, no one noticed. So she got out of the supermarket, escaping the clutches of the reporters.

However, before she had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the arm that was hanging loosely at her waist was suddenly grabbed by some force, and along with it was a strong smell of alcohol that hit her nose. Before she had time to react, her arm was already being pushed backward.

That pull was so strong, it made her whole body fall to the ground, the leaf hat she used to cover her face just like that. She only had a mask on her face, but someone took away soon it after.

At this time, Sahara felt furious. She put her hands on the ground to stabilize her body, to see who just pulled her, but she still couldn't stand, her hair was grabbed and pulled back. Next, a stylishly dressed woman walked up to her and slapped her across the face.

Her body reflexively fell to the ground, and her left cheek felt a burning pain. The hands that once held the big and small prizes collided with the ground, creating different light and heavy injuries. Sahara feels that this world is crazy. People who openly beat people like this are also crazy.

The woman who took action just now saw her lying on the ground with no reaction and immediately assumed that she was pretending. So she came over and sat on top of her again, reaching out her hand to slap her, constantly cursing her mouth.

"You bastard, you dare to seduce her husband. She'll show you today!"

Not waiting for the woman's next slap to come down, not knowing where the strength came from, Sahara suddenly pushed her aside, and the whole person stood up. She stared at the bewildered face below, and raised her hand to warn:

"Go home and sleep when you're drunk. Don't go out and bite like that?"

The woman staggered and fell to the ground. Something unbelievable happened, her eyes widening, her hand pointing back at her, her mouth stammering at a loss for words. Then, in front of her fierce eyes, she just fell on the street crying like a child.

"Those little three are so brave now... they dare to beat their wives like this..."

The noise here was so loud that it successfully attracted the attention of everyone around, everyone flocked here to watch the fun. Sahara was not shaken by this abuse, she bent down to pick up her hat and mask and turned to leave. But before her that could be put on, she saw reporters like bees breaking out of a hive, rushing to this side, their camera flash flashing continuously.

Seeming to have noticed something out of the ordinary, the woman lying on the ground immediately jumped to her feet, clutching her hand and not letting go. Seeing the distance between herself and the reporters getting narrower, Sahara punched this person in the face with force, then dashed out into the street.

Unh...

A loud crash resounded, making the people present immediately stunned.

Sahara felt her head transmit a wave of dizziness, her whole body ached as if it was being torn apart, her whole body flew up into the air and then fell straight down the road. Her consciousness gradually became hazy, the last image she saw before closing her eyes was a series of camera lenses like giant eyes aiming at her.

It was past midnight, outside on the street, everything was dark and quiet, only the sound of frogs and frogs still echoed in the night. Contrary to the street, in the air filled with the smell of hospital disinfectant, the sound of footsteps and quarrels rang out loudly, making those forced to spend the night here could not help but shake their heads in disgust.

The lights of the emergency room had not yet turned off, but many black-robed bodyguards were surrounding an elderly couple in front of the door. They just stood like a log, even though the woman hit them repeatedly. No matter what, they did not react.

"John, if you let her beat you, your company will probably go too!"

On the bench, a middle-aged man leisurely sat with his back to the chair. He seemed unaffected by the surrounding noises, still holding a cigar comfortably smoking. The words that drifted out of the smoke also became colder.

An old face with a long scar on his cheek hidden behind the misty smoke gives a sense of frustration. John saw this expression and knew that this man was about to get angry, so he immediately pulled his rioting wife back, angrily shouting:

"Mus, have you messed up enough?"

The pull on the man's hand was so great, Mus couldn't react, so he fell to the floor. Seeing his wife like that, John felt more heartbroken than anyone. But at this moment, he could do nothing but put that love story aside to win the hearts of the people in front of him.

John clasped his hands in front of his chest and stooped to the edge of the bench. During the process, he did not dare to raise his head. He was afraid that if he dared to look directly into the other's eyes, he would anger the other person and be chased out by the bodyguards next to him.

"Sir, I'm sorry for you to see this bad news!"

The so-called Mister Syhan, after hearing his words, his half-closed lips suddenly raised a wicked smile. He was just about to say something when the door of the emergency room that had been closed for two hours finally opened, and the sound of a woman's wailing once again made him frown.

The fall just now made the bones in Mus's whole body feel like they were about to crack, but when the doctor appeared, she didn't know where the strength came from and pushed her to stand up and hold the doctor's hand, her mouth worriedly asked:

"Doctor, how is my daughter?"

The doctor was in no hurry to answer that question. At first, he looked at the people present here one by one. The more he looked at his bloodshot eyes, the more he narrowed his eyes. Finally, his eyes landed on the woman in front of him, his voice dry because he had to work for many hours rang out:

"If you are this girl's mother, then call the police."

When the doctor finished saying this, he could only shake his head in disgust. He has worked in the hospital for more than a decade and witnessed many abuse cases, but never met a victim as tragic as the girl today.

When taken to the hospital, the whole body doesn't heal. Her cheeks were still clearly marked with bruises from five fingers. The only thing on her body to keep her warm in this weather was a thin skirt, but the dress was also dyed a bright red of blood.

A person who has faced blood all year round like he can't help but shiver then knows how the nurses around him feel!

Being beaten so tragically, I'm afraid I can't get over it. But this girl's will to survive was great. During the surgery, apart from the sudden cardiac arrest at first, the whole process later went smoothly.

Although the person has survived the crisis, the sequelae after this incident, I am afraid that it will become a psychological shadow on this girl. Thinking of this, the old doctor couldn't help but sigh:

"The possibility that she can no longer be a mother."

Hearing that, Mus seemed to have lost the ability to react, and her whole body slowly slid down. The old doctor wanted to reach out to help her, but before she could touch it, she fell to the ground, muttering something.

Not only did she have this reaction, but the faces of the two men present also became stiff.

John felt that this was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his entire life. It's just being beaten! Has nothing to do with childbirth! He was sure this person was trying to make fun of him. The heat surged to his head, John was like a kite with a broken string immediately rushing to grab the collar of his shirt, shouting at the doctor:

"On what basis do you dare to assert that?"

The doctor was still heartbroken for the woman. Suddenly the collar was grabbed, and the face was covered with saliva. His compassion was not respected, and the old doctor angrily threw down the arm that was on his neck, his words no longer cared as much as before:

"I think you guys should reconsider your attitude!"

After saying that, without waiting for the man to react, the doctor took a step back to the operating room.

Suffering a great shock that made John's spirit no longer clear, the doctor's gentle handshake was able to make him fall to the floor. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, his limp body sitting on the ground straightened, and his frightened eyes looked at the man who was still holding a relaxed look:

"Sir, this..."

"The first aunt of the John family can't do it, so let's switch to the second aunt."

Before he finished speaking, Mister Syhan slowly interrupted. He felt how benevolent he had to be this time to give his partner a chance to do it again.

His words were very gentle, but in John's ears, it was like a ticking time bomb about to be detonated. He was afraid: "How can you do that?"

"What I need is someone who can give me a son. I don't need useless things."

Contrary to the struggles of the John couple, Mister Syhan is still thrilled. He only needs his thoughts to achieve, and whoever takes them away is still the same in his eyes, a bunch of trash.

Mister Syhan didn't want to waste any more of his time on these things, so when he finished saying that, he also got up to leave. Before leaving, do not forget to remind the two of you to follow the original agreement.

Waiting for the person to leave, John's tense body immediately fell to the ground. Now he was regretting it, regretting having put his daughter in the hands of that evil man. Can he still fix this mistake?

After leaving everyone's eyes, the old doctor's angry expression also disappeared without a trace. He looked at the person sitting next to him with pitying eyes and said:

"Everything went according to what you said."

After hearing this sentence, the person on the bed smiled a satisfied smile, then slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.